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Wasteland
Toxic spills and dollar bills
Hollow needles, poppin pills
An empty void; those may fill
I feel like trash in a garbage pail
Where ships once sailed
They sink and fail
Burnt bridges and broken rails
Birds that once flew
Now flop and flail
Like dying fish upon the banks
I said no because it’d be like this
Starting fresh, and climbing ranks
Feeling angry, feeling blue
I rebuild and start anew
I’ve been here once
A time or two
Broken bottles and shattered pipes
I’m a wasteland
Useless, and just not right
Hollow needles, poppin pills
An empty void; those may fill
I feel like trash in a garbage pail
Where ships once sailed
They sink and fail
Burnt bridges and broken rails
Birds that once flew
Now flop and flail
Like dying fish upon the banks
I said no because it’d be like this
Starting fresh, and climbing ranks
Feeling angry, feeling blue
I rebuild and start anew
I’ve been here once
A time or two
Broken bottles and shattered pipes
I’m a wasteland
Useless, and just not right
Published 23rd Jun 2018
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23rd Jun 2018 11:00am
23rd Jun 2018 9:39pm
that was a very profound poem. It really describes how the drug problem is obvious. Many are making money from it and many are abusing the drug. Wonderful poem. Keep the good work up
Iv been in and out of rehab, but this hunger is vicious,
Keep your head up dude....
Keep your head up dude....
